for some reason or another, I went back and read that drug list I typed, I don’t typically do that,go back and look at jotted thoughts.
Sounds like “holy shit”, or “this creature has melted his brain and will remain an astronaut until his death”
Reading the items in succession like that ….eesh.
Try to remember, that was spread out from 15 until about 30.Spread out over a lifetime. Running with dysfunctional musicians, living 100% for fun and the pursuit of it.
That’s just how it was, not how it is.
I do briefly slip about once a year, but for the most part,cruising altitude is just a little weed and sometimes a drink. I have zero itch to return to any drug lifestyle, and it’s not even out of fear or wondering how far I’d take shit.
I don’t feel like my brain is melted.
(that makes it true,right?)
nah, I hold down a job, my brain works, as far as the tax man is concerned.
dawn 